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Zao Niang saw Lu Shanjun, and the latter naturally saw her too, and the latter landed on the stone platform with Qingfeng, nodding slightly as greetings to each other.

I haven't seen you for many years, so the tiger is safe?

I suddenly feel sleepy during my practice, I have dreamed for thirty years, and it is the end of the year when I wake up!

Lu Shanjun answered irrelevant questions, and looked at the distance beyond the mountain with emotion, looking in the direction of Ning'an County, the slightly dimly lit place compared to the big city is a place of peace of mind.

Zao Niang!

As soon as Lu Shanjun finished speaking, there was a cry of surprise, and a red shadow quickly came from the direction of the mountain, and turned over to the stone platform in a moment.

The visitor was graceful, youthful and beautiful, and his movements were full of vitality, like a bright flame, which was still burning when he stopped. It was Hu Yun with a happy face.

Little Fox!

Zao Niang was also very happy and couldn't help but stepped forward.

Meet the tiger!

Um.

Lu Shanjun responded, looked at Hu Yun for a few times, and then shook his head slightly.

I haven't improved much in my cultivation, but I have paid more attention to dressing up.

Pfft...

Zao Niang also couldn't help laughing, although Hu Yun was wearing a red Confucian shirt and a small bun, but his fringed temple hair and curly black hair, plus the delicate face under the bangs, exuded a heroic beauty, which really made so many women feel ashamed.

Hu Yun grinned and muttered softly.

You think everyone is you, it's crazy when you practice...

Um?

Lu Shanjun turned his face slightly, which made Hu Yun seem to see the phantom of a tiger behind his calm face, which made Hu Yun tremble with fright.

I mean, I'm going to grow a beard next time.

Zao Niang thought about the scene for a while, and immediately shook her head.

Don't, it's best to let nature take its course.

Indeed, in fact, I thought so too. By the way, Zao Niang, I went to Ju'an Xiaoge to look for you just now, and found that you were not here. I didn't expect you to be here, and the tiger is also here. Is the husband back?

Zao Niang smiled and shook her head slightly.

Since you're here, let's go back to Xiaoge together, and I'll make nectar tea for you.

Okay, let's go!

Hu Yun directly turned into a cloud-riding red fox, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye.

Tiger please!

After Lu Shanjun cupped his hands, he and Zao Niang walked away against the wind, blowing into the sky over Ning'an County, and soon arrived in front of the small pavilion.

Over the years, Ning'an County has undergone great changes even if it is a peaceful place, but the area where the small Ju'an Pavilion is located seems to have changed independently.

Lu Shanjun looked up at the gate of the courtyard, and the inscription of Ji Yuan was clearly visible, but the seemingly weather-beaten plaque remained unchanged under the scouring of the years.

Zao Niang opened the door herself, but in the cold winter months, the jujube trees in the courtyard had both fruits and flowers, and there were bees busy among the bushes, plus some snow in the courtyard, it was winter and spring in the same frame.

Rather than entering the house, the three prefer to gather under the tree, and the topic of discussion is naturally related to fate.

Tiger, I haven't seen Mr. for a long time, have you seen him?

Hu Yun drank honey tea and ate jujube cake. When the pastry and tea entered his mouth, a burst of flame-like aura appeared on his face, which made Lu Shanjun frown slightly, but he still answered Hu Yun's question.

After I woke up, I heard from Lao Niu that he seemed to have met Master on the shore of the North Sea a few years ago. Although he was not sure, it felt very similar, but he couldn't confirm it. When I rushed there, I couldn't find it.

Sir, how many years can you stay in place?

When Hu Yun complained, Zao Niang rolled her eyes and said with a smile.

With Mr.'s temper, I really can't tell.

That's right, that's what I thought too. By the way, Lao Niu even mentioned you to me, saying that he would bring you to get together some other day.

Lu Shanjun's face was wrong, but he raised it casually full of malice. Hu Yun, who was chewing the jujube cake, paused, then shook slightly, and said in a low voice with some fear.

Also, I don't want it anymore... Uh, by the way, Zao Niang, how long have you been out, and what have you been doing?

Only then did Zao Niang put down the teacup and elaborate on the recent events, and when she had finished speaking, Hu Yun had already opened his mouth with a bit of righteous indignation.

Well, where did the evil come from, dare to plot against the descendants of the Sun family, I don't know how to write the word death, but if it is true that the concubine is in love with a woman and a monster, Mr. Huan will not beat a mandarin duck here, you say it is a tiger!

Hu Yun knows Bai Ruo's story, and has seen many kind-hearted monsters, so he still has good thoughts and best wishes for the love of the monster. After all, from Zao Niang's description just now, the monster doesn't look very vicious.

But what surprised both Zao Niang and Hu Yun was that Lu Shanjun didn't respond when he heard this, he just sipped his tea quietly, and then slowly opened his mouth after a long time.

It's not easy to pass on a fortune for many generations. It's impossible for the lingering shadow of the ancestors to be immortal, but since it happened, I can't ignore it. Let's see.

Today's Sun family has long forgotten who the materials left by the stall are for, and the formalism left behind will not last long. In fact, Sun's noodle stall has been closed for a long time, but there have been people learning the craft, or passing on foreign names, or being reopened by the Sun family.

Lu Shanjun put down the teacup, and the ripples in the teacup seemed to reflect some pictures in the ripples, the courtyard was magnificent and the house was magnificent.

This is a very possible future in the calculation. It seems to be prosperous, the heaven and earth tablets and the ancestor tablets are all there, and everything is beautiful, but in a dusty corner full of cobwebs, there is a keep a share wooden sign.

Ripples appeared in the teacup again, and there was no picture anymore. Lu Shanjun smiled faintly, picked it up again and drank it down. He turned his head and wanted to reach for the date cake, but found that the plate was empty. Hu Yun's cheeks were puffed up, and he was chewing hard.

Hiss, hoo...

The corner of Lu Shanjun's mouth twitched, trying not to lose his temper.

I'll go get some more.

Zao Niang suppressed a smile and got up and went to the kitchen, while Lu Shanjun said to Hu Yun in a cold voice.

It's extremely rare for this jujube cake to be served on a plate, but you don't know how to restrain yourself? You must know that fate is a must...

Then do you still eat?

Zao Niang's voice came from the kitchen, and Lu Shanjun straightened his face.

eat!

Even Mr. Lu Shan has the desire to eat, this jujube cake is the only place in the world, inside and outside the three realms and five elements, no matter whether you are a god, god, Buddha, or person, there are only a handful of people who can eat this.

Hu Yun covered his mouth and almost burst out laughing at Zao Cake, but seeing Lu Shanjun's expression was unkind, he quickly turned his head away, winked at Zao Niang who came out with a plate, and fiddled with his mouth to speak spoken language—he was learning Mr. again!

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The New Year temple fair in Ning'an County is extremely lively, and less than half of the temple fairs are part of the temple fair amidst the lively atmosphere of lights and festoons. As the hometown of literary sages, Ning'an County is well-known, and the temple fair also has extraordinary significance.

The scale of this year's temple fair is also not small. From as close as Desheng Mansion to as far away as thousands of miles away, people came to Ning'an County at this moment through various means to admire the moment when the old and the new change, and the literary spirit rising in the Confucian Temple.

To be honest, there are still many capable people in Ning'an County at this time, but they all stick to the rules and don't show much.

Even though it was Chinese New Year, the Sun family still pushed the noodle cart to set up a stall at the temple fair. It wasn't that the Sun family really had to earn the money. To some extent, it was also the need of the temple fair. Such a large-scale temple fair, how could there be no food stalls? There are three days of stalls at this time of the year, but they are all recorded in the Yamen, which will give a lot of convenience, and the temple fair is also very informative.

Fireworks are blooming in the sky, red lights are everywhere on the ground, children are running around with lanterns, and there are sparse or crowded crowds flowing in Miaosifang, and even young men and women can have a tryst here...

Whether it is a tourist or a local, their faces are flushed by the lights.

Selling braised noodles, delicious braised noodles and haggis, a time-honored brand in Ning'an County, the braised noodles that Wen Shengdu has eaten.

Grandfather yelled loudly, which was also part of the atmosphere of the temple fair. As soon as he yelled, many foreigners gathered around, most of whom were young Confucian scholars.

Shopkeeper, have you ever eaten braised noodle sage?

That's natural. Our family's craftsmanship has been passed down for many generations. Wen Sheng has eaten noodles made by his ancestors. Everyone, try it?

Okay, let's try a bowl. Then I'll have a bowl too.

I also want to be imbued with the literary spirit of a literary sage. Hahaha, I also want to win the prize!

Alright, wait a moment, gentlemen!

Several Confucian scholars ordered one after another, and the Sun family immediately got busy. Sun Yiqiu also hurriedly helped, and began to prepare materials and check the charcoal fire. When he finished filling the charcoal fire, he looked up and saw a Confucian scholar looking at him.

Different from others, this Confucian scholar was dressed in fiery red clothes and had a very handsome face. Sun Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, and he knew at a glance that he was a woman disguised as a man. After all, women's literary attire was different. After hesitating, he asked a question.

My lord, do you want noodles too?

My little brother, I think the writing on this sign is pretty good. Would you like to transfer it to me? I am willing to pay fifty taels of silver.

Sun Yiqiu's eyes widened all of a sudden.

Fifty taels is not enough? How about five hundred taels?

Perhaps because he was afraid that his words would be unfounded, the gentleman in red took out his purse and poured out a certain amount of gold from it.

Sun Yiqiu took a breath and subconsciously repeated.

Five hundred taels!? Dad...

Sun Yiqiu had never seen such a large amount of money in his life.

What are you yelling about? Hurry up and order the noodles. I'm too busy. Uh, my lord, this brand has been handed down along with the cooking skills. It will be worshiped during the Chinese New Year. It's not for sale. Do you want noodles?

The lady in red nodded.

A gentleman doesn't take what others like, so I'll order a bowl of braised noodles.

After Hu Yun finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the tables and chairs set up in the booth, where Confucian scholars had already been watching.

Girl, I have a seat here! Girl, sit here!

Hu Yun grinned, ignored them and stood on the edge of the booth, stretched out his hand, snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, and a moment later one of them fell into Hu Yun's hand.

Against the backdrop of the colorful lanterns of the temple fair, this scene was beautiful, but it also calmed down a few discerning Confucian scholars.

Hu Yun carefully looked at the snowflake in his palm, saw the sharp edges and corners clearly, and watched it melt slowly, then said in a low voice.

Ordinary life is like this snowflake, which falls from the sky and touches the earth, and will melt quickly. It is short, fragile, and very beautiful. But I reached out to catch the snowflake, and I admired the beauty of the snow, but it made this beauty even more short-lived, and it melted in my fingertips in an instant.

After finishing speaking, Hu Yun looked to one side, where a beautiful woman was standing there in the dimly lit place. At first she looked at the noodle stall quietly, but now she looked at Hu Yun.